Train to Live

Why, yes. Last night, I bumped the power clean weight up to 75lbs. and kept everything else the same as last time, and completed Elizabeth in 6 minutes and 44 seconds–almost 30 seconds faster than last time (and 5lbs. heavier!). And yes, I was still stuffy and sad from the lingering illness.

And yes, on Monday night, I was exhausted and drained and nearly didn’t go to the gym at all, but I decided (at 6:50PM) to go to the 7PM class and row. And once I got there, a teammate told me not to wimp out of the WOD, so I begrudgingly set up super-scaled down equipment and modified the Lumberjack 20 into what I deemed the “super mod. feel bad sick WOD” a.k.a., “Ardith and the super scaled down feel bad weights.”

And yes, last Friday was my first day back at the gym after Sasquatch and catching an awful cold, and we had to do Fight Gone Bad. But I did it Rx’d, even though I couldn’t breathe right and my arms felt like marshmallows.

And yes, I feel sluggish and bloated from the high amounts of refined sugar, gluten, and alcohol that have found their way into my system, along with all sorts of other grains. So, starting tomorrow, I’m going back to my modified paleo plan from the beginning of the year because I felt awesome doing that.

And YES, I wish I had someone to snuggle up to, but the more I think about it, the more I start to think I’m at a stage where I’m simply in love with the idea of being in love. Again. (More on that in the next week.)

And yes, this is a super-short post just to say, “Don’t worry; I’m still here. I’ll be back at full-strength soon. Promise.”

Here’s to training for chaos in all of life and keeping the mental awareness necessary to reflect on setbacks and progress.